From: don1oldrod@aol.com (Don1Oldrod)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.masturbation
Subject: First Mutual JOs
Date: 22 Mar 1995 16:19:57 -0500
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First Mutual JOs
Communicating with a friend on-line I stated the following:
I believe I am bisexual in my mind, heterosexual in practice. I have
no problems with homosexuals or bisexuals or heterosexuals.
Anyone's experiences are valid and I try never to have judgments. I
say this in case you are holding back any secret desires, even if they
constitute a small percentage of your sexual makeup. (Nice thing
about the net is you can be whatever you want to be.)
I've had two experiences with boyhood mutual jack-offs. One was with
a neighbor where I was introduced to Vaseline. We lay on his bed,
our dicks standing at attention. He was a very lanky boy of my same
age. We stroked each other until the point of ejaculation, then we
went to the toilet and finished the job ourselves. I wanted to have him
finish on me and I on him but he had some sort of hang-up about that.
(I don't think it was worry about being in a homosexual.) He had a
very large dick and he came in a bucketful that seemed to almost clog
the toilet. (:>)) He moved away the next week and I've never seen him
again; except in my memory.
The second was with a friend, a Latin who used to be my neighbor.
He laid on the couch in our living room. We purposely started out to
JO. He had me jack him off and I was holding his dick as he came.
Somehow, it felt different that when holding my own dick, but this
might be psychological. His juice squirted in an ark and collected in
puddles on the hairy surface of his belly. I stood over him as he
returned the favor. I added to the puddle on his stomach with some
sort of outcry. This cuming was much more exciting because
someone else was bringing me off. It was a very good cum. It was a
great afternoon. We felt we were being about as bad as bad can be,
and that added greatly to the enjoyment..
Wish I knew then what I know now. Watersports comes to mind. We
had no idea that we were doing anything approaching a homosexual
activity. I'm not sure we even knew what a homosexual was. (Maybe,
in some ways, I still don't.) Having said that, the internet is the place
to explore. It is safer. Easier. Etc.
Don Oldrod don1oldrod@aol.com [that's a one (1) after don. (:>)) ]